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exsilium2013-02-03 08:04 pm
reconnaissance) wrote in exsilium2013-02-03 08:04 pm
1st story. (voice.)
( there's a bit of a pause before anyone speaks. when the voice does start, though, it's pretty low. flat, almost, like the speaker is tired, and her voice sounds pretty rough and husky-- and distinctly australian. she sounds decidedly... detached from what's just happened, considering it's her first entry. )
I remember, once when I was a kid. One of the shearers bought a kangaroo to the farm – not alive, though. It was roadkill. I couldn't tell you if... he hit it, or if he just found it. I don't know if that matters.
Anyway, he brings this dead 'roo over in the back of his ute, and hauls the thing off his trailer. I'm surprised he got it on there, to be honest. He and my dad, they took it over to one of the sheds and started butchering it. It was already dead, but they still went through all the steps they use for lamb or cattle if we're gonna be using them for food. Slice the throat, first. They took the whole thing apart, until there was just this... steaming carcass, and then they froze the meat for dog food, buried the guts so that the foxes couldn't get at them.
That's a bit what I feel like right now. Like I'm a carcass that someone picked up and dropped off here. It doesn't matter if I was alive or not when they found me. ( She laughs a bit, but it's a bitter sound. ) I'm here now, aren't I? Either I've gone bush crazy and I'll be dead soon, or I'm already dead. This Initiative bullshit is just-- Jesus.
( A sigh, and a long silence. )
My name's Ellie. Ellie Linton. I don't know if names mean much to the dead, but that's it.
I remember, once when I was a kid. One of the shearers bought a kangaroo to the farm – not alive, though. It was roadkill. I couldn't tell you if... he hit it, or if he just found it. I don't know if that matters.
Anyway, he brings this dead 'roo over in the back of his ute, and hauls the thing off his trailer. I'm surprised he got it on there, to be honest. He and my dad, they took it over to one of the sheds and started butchering it. It was already dead, but they still went through all the steps they use for lamb or cattle if we're gonna be using them for food. Slice the throat, first. They took the whole thing apart, until there was just this... steaming carcass, and then they froze the meat for dog food, buried the guts so that the foxes couldn't get at them.
That's a bit what I feel like right now. Like I'm a carcass that someone picked up and dropped off here. It doesn't matter if I was alive or not when they found me. ( She laughs a bit, but it's a bitter sound. ) I'm here now, aren't I? Either I've gone bush crazy and I'll be dead soon, or I'm already dead. This Initiative bullshit is just-- Jesus.
( A sigh, and a long silence. )
My name's Ellie. Ellie Linton. I don't know if names mean much to the dead, but that's it.
NO IT'S FINE. /weeps gently
( EMMOOTTIIOONNNSSSS )
Considering the weird shit I've heard since I got here, I dunno if I want to be in the same boat as some of them.
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[ but anyway ]
I regret to inform you that you are. If you wish otherwise, I would advise you to take it up with the Initiative—for all the good it would do you. The machine is not under their control in regards to whom it returns home.
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( all her teenage feelings and raegcakes )
How long have you been here?
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This will make my seventh month, but others have been here longer.
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( She sighs, but at least her voice loses that sharp edge. )
Seven months? Jesus.
( She's ruffling her hair, as if somehow that might help her think... sadly, it produces no such results. )
Do many people get hurt?
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( Which could sound like the most obnoxious question, some sort of demand he prove himself, but it's not. It's quiet, cautious. )
I mean-- people just seem more relaxed here than I'd imagine. That's all.
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[ this dude could not look much more solemn, but at least the calm continues as well. ]
The Initiative has the technology to revive transports; I have the power to resurrect transports as well as the natives here, provided both that I have the necessary supplies and reach them in time.
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If they can bring back people who died before they got here... ( Then that makes sense, in a twisted kind of way. She has been speaking to Cedric, at least that braced her, but she hadn't considered all the implications. )
Although I can't say I'm too eager to die once, let alone being able to die more than that.
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[ ok that's kinda gloomy. let's have an attempt to lighten it. ]
But it is my job to ensure that it is never experienced, one time or many.